kiss built its own momentum and we spent quite a bit of time exploring each other’s lips. She smelled of jasmine, lilac and musk. She tasted clean and coppery from my blood. It was entirely new for both of us and I think that mutual lack of experience kept us from being self -conscious. Suddenly, she popped up with an “Oh!” and zipped into the tiny kitchen, returning with a big glass of orange juice. Nothing would do, but that I had to drink the whole thing down before she would return to her previous spot.
We were having the teenager experience that we had both missed out on. The kissing continued and she seemed pretty good at it. I mentioned that. “Oh, Lydia showed me how.” That image stuck. She asked more questions, this time about Hellbourne, so I filled her in.
Basically, I knew of two kinds of demon. The ones that settled in a location, like a house and then went to work on the inhabitants. Feeding on misery, pain and anguish and then creating more by manipulating one or more inhabitants. I opened the browser on my laptop and found a recent article of a guy that suddenly went nuts, killed his wife and kids, then himself. They happen daily and almost always are the result of a house bound demon.
The second kind inhabited a body and moved through the world creating chaos and mayhem with direct action. They were the more powerful of the two kinds. “How do they get the bodies?” she asked.
“Sometimes a person will invite them in willingly, not realizing that their own soul will be tossed aside like trash. Some are the result of Wyrms.”
“Worms?”
“That’s what I call them, but with a ‘y’. Hellbourne will toss them on people as they move about. If a person is weak-willed or despondent enough, the Wyrm will get a hold and start to dig in. Mindless and brainless, the Wyrm weakens the person’s hold on their own body. When the time is right, the Wyrm becomes a doorway for a demon to take over the body. Most people fight them off without ever knowing they were at risk. Friends and family can really help. But enough people succumb to make my life interesting.”
“And these demons know about you?”
“Yeah, they would love to take me out, but just as they can cloak from humans and vampires, I am cloaked from them.” I didn’t add that it was what had protected my eight-year-old self when I cow ered in my brother’s closet. Bec ause I was too afraid to tell her just how cowardly I was, which, ironically, proved my cowardice all over again.
“Why don’t they hire a human to kill you? Why don’t they go after your Gramps?”
“Both good questions. I don’t know the first, although I have been expecting something like that for some time. Gramps is pretty protected by a whole bunch of fetishes. My turn for a question. Are there other types of paranormal beings besides vampires? You know…like werewolves, zombies, ghouls, witches, and chubacabra?” I asked.
She laughed, a warm throaty kind of laugh that made me want to laugh with her.
“Of course, it only makes sense that if vampires are real so are a bunch of other legends. Certainly weres are real, with the wolves the most numerous. But others too. Werebears, were- panthers, weretigers.”
“How about weredeer?” I asked.
“What? Of course not! Only carnivores.”
“Okay, what about wereweasels?” I joked.
She nodded without smiling. “Yeah, they’re pretty dangerous. Really quick.”
“As quick as you?” I asked. She just smiled and shook her head. I had a feeling that there wasn’t much out there that could match her.
“Wererats?”
“Eww, don’t be gross.”
Sweet! I managed to gross out a vampire princess.
“How about zombies?”
“Well, I’ve heard rumors in the vampire world of some who can temporarily animate the dead.”
“Can you animate things?” I asked.
“Oh, I’m pretty
We were having the teenager experience that we had both missed out on. The kissing continued and she seemed pretty good at it. I mentioned that. “Oh, Lydia showed me how.” That image stuck. She asked more questions, this time about Hellbourne, so I filled her in.
Basically, I knew of two kinds of demon. The ones that settled in a location, like a house and then went to work on the inhabitants. Feeding on misery, pain and anguish and then creating more by manipulating one or more inhabitants. I opened the browser on my laptop and found a recent article of a guy that suddenly went nuts, killed his wife and kids, then himself. They happen daily and almost always are the result of a house bound demon.
The second kind inhabited a body and moved through the world creating chaos and mayhem with direct action. They were the more powerful of the two kinds. “How do they get the bodies?” she asked.
“Sometimes a person will invite them in willingly, not realizing that their own soul will be tossed aside like trash. Some are the result of Wyrms.”
“Worms?”
“That’s what I call them, but with a ‘y’. Hellbourne will toss them on people as they move about. If a person is weak-willed or despondent enough, the Wyrm will get a hold and start to dig in. Mindless and brainless, the Wyrm weakens the person’s hold on their own body. When the time is right, the Wyrm becomes a doorway for a demon to take over the body. Most people fight them off without ever knowing they were at risk. Friends and family can really help. But enough people succumb to make my life interesting.”
“And these demons know about you?”
“Yeah, they would love to take me out, but just as they can cloak from humans and vampires, I am cloaked from them.” I didn’t add that it was what had protected my eight-year-old self when I cow ered in my brother’s closet. Bec ause I was too afraid to tell her just how cowardly I was, which, ironically, proved my cowardice all over again.
“Why don’t they hire a human to kill you? Why don’t they go after your Gramps?”
“Both good questions. I don’t know the first, although I have been expecting something like that for some time. Gramps is pretty protected by a whole bunch of fetishes. My turn for a question. Are there other types of paranormal beings besides vampires? You know…like werewolves, zombies, ghouls, witches, and chubacabra?” I asked.
She laughed, a warm throaty kind of laugh that made me want to laugh with her.
“Of course, it only makes sense that if vampires are real so are a bunch of other legends. Certainly weres are real, with the wolves the most numerous. But others too. Werebears, were- panthers, weretigers.”
“How about weredeer?” I asked.
“What? Of course not! Only carnivores.”
“Okay, what about wereweasels?” I joked.
She nodded without smiling. “Yeah, they’re pretty dangerous. Really quick.”
“As quick as you?” I asked. She just smiled and shook her head. I had a feeling that there wasn’t much out there that could match her.
“Wererats?”
“Eww, don’t be gross.”
Sweet! I managed to gross out a vampire princess.
“How about zombies?”
“Well, I’ve heard rumors in the vampire world of some who can temporarily animate the dead.”
“Can you animate things?” I asked.
“Oh, I’m pretty
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